They're just like fire and gasoline
Noah Kahan
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They're just like fire and gasoline
I hadn’t done anything related to Medriaas/Nathema in a long time, so here it is: a farming drama ✨
Sayakh and Madin (that’s what I called them in my headcanon) were not a happy family. The poor parents had to marry Sayakh off, and at that time Madin had at least some savings. In short, in those days and in that place there was no other option but a marriage for survival.
At first, things seemed fine. They both enjoyed having fun when they had the time and opportunity. Madin liked to drink, Sayakh liked to dance. Smiles in public, but at home it was trouble.
After Marka Ragnos came to power, the planet saw at least some semblance of order. Lord Dramath had already been the local protector for several years. But even he couldn’t make the work in the fields any easier, there was no one to repair broken machinery and certainly no one to pay enough credits.
When they finally had a child after several years, no one expected that Tenebrae would be… different. Sayakh loved him with all her heart, but Madin never warmed to him. He felt there was something deeply wrong with his son, and that the boy was without a doubt the cause of all his strange problems.
please play star wars the old republic
this is Casima Vass, the jedi I made in SWTOR earlier this week and immediately became obsessed with. her sickly pale vibe, her scars, the fact that she's a cyborg... decided she nearly died from her injuries and was almost completely rebuilt, and the Force helps her deal with the pain those old injuries can still cause her. the extent of her upgrades/pain isn't always easily seen from the outside but she works harder than some of her peers have to just to stay calm and serene some days
... the lightsaber is pink just because that rips ass
I’m not sold on her eyebrow-horns but it’s just so “selama ashal’anore” I can’t decide which bone structures I want.. my Sith warrior, Karethys
You make a great many things better. ~~~~~ (Or, when you really, really want to read the latest archaeological treatise but your bf is feeling cuddly and your gizka is already asleep in your lap and one... more...page...)
FABULOUS snuggly Endrali/Arcann art by @valkblue that I shall now scream over for the foreseeable future🥰😍🥰😍🥰😍
Happy Life Day, everybody!
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That’s a good find!
(now with bonus 3rd panel)
A good day to post this unhinged image. Headcanon: dashade shed their teeth every now and then, usually one at a time. For mysterious little sith reasons the inquisitor has started collecting Khem's.
Drawings I did of my red murderous pepper 🌶️
Its just so funny to me the thought of my sith inquisitor (ex member of the dark council, alliance commander, defeater of the immortal emperor etc...) doing gardening stuff during the SWTOR event spring festival 😆😆😆
I want to imagine Lana turns around for a split second when your imperial character went to speak with Theron at the end of Shadow of Revan in Yavin 4 and it's just both of them making out
Oh, look, Endrali enjoying her two favorite things, Arcann and Voss. (though I think she's not paying much attention to the Voss part😏) courtesy of @commander-sarahs-art 🤩🥰💕
this is a set!!! do not separate
woe baby be upon ye
He tightens his hold around the inert Jedi in his arms, and uses the Force to leap from the metal-strewn crater and onto solid ground. Several startled soldiers turn on him, their weapons lifting, until Kira hastily waves them off. If they harbour any hesitations about obeying her direction, the Sith’s burning glare gives them plenty of incentive to fall back. As though they truly could have stood in his way. Without hesitation Scourge pushes past them, heading as swiftly as he dares for the monorail and the emergency landing platform that waits outside. He is oddly, intensely aware of his fingers digging into Caspian’s jolting body, of the Jedi’s armour scraping against his own. The way the weight of the other’s head has rolled against him, bloodied brow resting upon the Sith’s aching shoulder; and now Scourge feels a different sort of pain spasm through his tightening chest. “I have you, Jedi,” he breathes raggedly. It makes no sense, Caspian clearly cannot hear him - and yet he feels the need to say it. To reassure him. I have you. You are safe. - Fall On Me, With All Your Light
I love commissioning artists to draw scenes from my stories. This one was truly a dream commission of mine, and I finally had the chance to see it come to life under the incredible patience and skill of hifarry on dA. The colours, the atmosphere, the details - this is everything I wanted from this piece, and I am beyond ecstatic!
"Only a Sith deals in absolutes blah blah blah" well then I am absolutely doing this Sith. How about that.
Die a rare-shipper or live long enough to see it made canon.